I made it to Walmart and back without seeing a single zombie, and I felt sure that I could then stay in Mo hall for the rest of the day. Unfortunately, I then went to R’s dorm over in Centennial. While filling up my water bottle in the hallway, I became surrounded by seven zombies. Granted, I was indoors, so they couldn’t tag me. But that doesn’t matter. What does matter, is that I’m now trapped in Centennial until I can get around zombies who are surrounded the building.
So, I’m hiding on R’s room-mate’s bed, doing homework and watching Mean Girls while R and N are texting our Mizzou friends with gossip. They’ve started some shit with each other, and I’m staying uninvolved, as usual. But I’m one to avoid trouble or mediate if I get into it. So, thus I’m being reclusive.
I’m a bit angry at myself for getting into this trap, though. There’s no point in even leaving R’s room until after dark. And since it’s a sunny day today, that will be an hour later. So, I’m stuck here for another six hours.
Luckily, I planned ahead a little bit. I brought my laptop so that I can type up two reports for art and my public speaking outline (not to mention for blogging and Facebook and BBC news). Also with me are my text books for psychology and maybe history (if I was smart enough to bring it along). Though, I’m pretty sure I didn’t bring along my syllabus, so it doesn’t really matter–which sucks since history is my favourite subject this semester. It’s the only homework that I actually enjoy doing, since history is like a story. Hell, it has the word “story” in it. After that, I really enjoy learning psychology, though the heavy work load gets dull.
So, let’s hope that I can get through this. Only two of my thirteen friends who ended up playing are left, and I want to be able to beat them. Yeah, that’s really lame. But seeing as how there are only 92 humans left out of the original 331, I’m getting pretty competitive. Again, lame.
Know what else is really lame? That I’m trapped here. At least there’s a cafeteria inside of the building, so I’m good on food. Speaking of, I’m going to go grab a bite to eat.